Tags
habitations, haiku, insects, life, nature, nests, photography, poetry, seasons, spring, tent caterpillars
I let it stay
a petal
in my tea cup
to think,
my mother once set
a nest on fire
tent caterpillars by tom clausen
05 Tuesday May 2015
Posted in poems and photos
tom clausen 
Tom, from my long and personal experience with tent caterpillars and their resistance to pesticides, torching them, if possible, is often the only way to save your trees. Nurserymen just shrug when you ask them if anything will help. I’ve fought tent caterpillars for most of my adult life and finally decided it was a lost cause. What I did…you don’t even want to know.
Ron
Thanks Ron for your perspective and experience… I will not ask more but am grateful for your comment and knowing what you shared. All best…